The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1887-05-04
Bill Nye on Butter.

change the address OF my paper to this
place, where your mother and 1 are now
staying. L got the Retina all right last
week, and see that you are going to enlarge
it, so 1 have sold my hay in order 10 pre-
pare for the event.
What is your idea for charging the pa
per before the town enlarges? OF course /
am no journalist but have. often thought
that if L had been doomed to issue paper
like the Retina, and then answer at the bar
of judgment for it, would not get power
press till the town got good dark blue
hook company and a post
Office.
/ hope you will not Try to issue daily
paper, anyhow, till we see how stock looks
when grass grows again.
like your editorial on "Mark Antony"
first rate. / can imagine how excited the
people of your town were when they saw
the RetinG Saturday morning and read
what your estimate of Mark was.
wish you would incidentally pick up a
few others of those old people and weigh
them. That is one of the Injuries of run
ming a paper yourself. You can speak
right out and walk all over these people. L
would like to hear what your honest convic-
tons are in regard to Diogenes. 1t would
be worth almost what l have put into your
paper as a silent partner
You can have no idea, Henry, how 1t
swells me up with pride and lofty disdain
to know that while l am sleeping calmly
under my roof tree, as l heard man call
it once, you are showing up those old
frauds like julius Caesar and Hamlet and
Portcullis and Andronicus and Mrs. Poti-
phar and other people who have become
historical.
While other people are frittering away
their time talking about highway tax and
boards of health and all such stuff as that
you are making red-hot paper of to-day;
paper that fairly boils over with your
honest convictions about the political as
pect at the time that Caesar took charge OF
the tribune; q paper that shows the average
reader that you are smart, whether you give
them the kind of stuff they want or not.
That was my idea when 1 sent you away
to that Female Seminary, or whatever it
was, where you went to get educated. l
wanted you TO come out with a whole lot
of thoughts that showed right on their face
that they were expensive. / wanted you to
be able to tell down at the store how much
A, b, and G. would each have to grind off
a circular grindstone four feet three and
one-half inches in diameter, with square
hole in the center three and one fourth
inches each way, provided A pays one
sixth of the price of the stone, Is one-half,
and G the balance, with the understanding
that G shall use five per cent. more than his
share, provided he will turn the grindstone.
/ wanted you to be able to talk with for
elgners in their own native tongue the
darkest night that ever blew. l desired
that you might become a man who could
walk up to an Italian as he plays his organ
voluntary beneath your easement and tell
him in his own musical alarm clock Ian
guage what you think of him.
SO it pleases me to know that you are
printing paper now, so you can show oF
to advantage what have invested in you.
Press right on. Keep writing up these
overestimated men like Moses, and l do
not care what you say provided you rise
rapidly yourself even if you do so upon
the wreck and ruin of such men as Demos
themes and other people whom you will no
doubt show up before you get through
hope you will lead up to Columbus and
Patrick Henry in time to get through with
them little ahead of the Sheriff.
After awhile / want TO write little arti-
Gle for your paper, not SO much for the
purpose of saying anything, but in order
TO show the contrast between the polished
work of we'll educated, smart young man
and the crude efforts Of plain man who is
entirely untitled for everything except pa
ternal purposes.
We are having good time here in the
South, enjoying the climate and making
experiments with the butter which is pro-
duced here.
As warm weather approaches the noun
tain butter of North Carolina is getting its
hair cut short, and / can truthfully say,
Henry, that, although am no epicure as a
general rule. have had my palate tickled
more since / came here than ever did be-
fore.
Butter made in the Businesses of the
hills in Buncombe County is mostly of a
pale pearl gray, with pin-stripe in it of
ultramarine. This does not look badly,
and it-sets off hoecake first-rate.
This butter is not eaten by the people
who manufacture it. They are poor some
times, and have to eat most anything that
will sustain life, but they draw the line at
this butter.
They know how il is prepared.
went out into the brush last week to
buy a load of wood, and took tea with a
gentleman who lives in an open-face cot
tage on the other side of the mountains. l
then discovered that these people do not
eat their own butter.
did not notice any butter, but they had
gravy as n substitute for it. Corn dodget
in and of itself will not melt in the mouth,
so looked around for means of lubricat-
ing nv own. Az that time the warm heart
ed and hospitable host made the following
remark: stranger, you mustn't be squeam-
ish. Just waller yer dodger in the dope.
That's the way we do
thor, Y,rncaadaI ~ wallar